Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

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We threw ourselves together after performing congregational worship a while ago. Our 2 angels fell asleep quickly after feeling something new in their mouths. Well they did eat quite a lot of cake earlier.

Mas Dimas by my side was still tracing the box room we were living in at the moment. The box room that he did not occupy for a long time, immediately various things recorded how the beginning of us occupied this room.

Sentra Duta Residence, the elite housing in Bandung Kota area is where mas Dimas settled with his little angel after his separation with his first wife, mbak Frista.

The house that previously only kept various stories about the affection of a father and his little daughter, now all changed after my reunion with the father who always felt lonely at that time.

Dimas Anggoro, a past figure who has devoted his entire life to fulfilling the promise of friends for the return of his parents, is, he abandoned the love that filled his soul and tried to accept the entire destiny written for him.

The destiny that brought him continued to move along with new dreams that were actually not in accordance with his dreams. He carves out a dream, with a shadow of the past that doesn't really go in the recesses of his deepest soul. The shadow of the past that he unknowingly tore the integrity of his mahliga with the first woman he turned into his wife.

2 years ago all the stories back teased, the story of 2 children who both have ties with me, Irsya, a little man who always filled my bike for the guidance that came to greet me at that time. And Mayra, the little angel who somehow kept her heart attached to me, until it was all in line and brought me to find a mass that I had long tried to forget.

1 point of puffiness with a variety of strange, and the quiet that continues to cover myself makes me finally accept my offer of introduction to the figure of a widower 1 child who is also in a desolate point but he tried to string dreams back on the basis of new scratches what the princess received so as to turn the flat painting into a beautiful relief, when the sculpture began to dare to be created.

And that meeting happened, my meeting with my future priest who out of my mind he was the one I was going to meet was the one from the past who first introduced a wonderful feeling I had never felt before, it's a weird shiver that makes me want to always be close and feel like a different self. Taking off the soul of a little boy in the arms of a father, I became a woman who wanted to love and be loved completely by a new figure who had presumptuously stolen my heart.

Until in front of the ruler the bond was intertwined, I was a wife and she was my husband, my Dimas. People who have dared to justify me, lifting me from my lonely world into a world full of stories filled with winding roads but again we try to embrace and strengthen each other.

The Sentra Duta Residence box room became our new residence after many things happened to be a meaningful wedding gift and made us comfortable finally with everything in Bandung. Until finally Bandung became our city, the world and our new dream, our permanent residence to this day.

I feel the caress of the hand that continues to sweep my shoulders now, rubbing gently to feel my deepest impression, the warm embrace of a lover that I have not found for so long.

And we are still here, the box room which again becomes a witness of togetherness that wants to continue to be enjoyed. Soft gestures that are comforting, add martyrdom in the deepest bonds of love, satisfy themselves without hurting. Leaving sweaty details to witness.

After many satisfied each other, we ended tonight's union with the best do'a and gratitude and an outpouring of love that never forgot. For without it the heart will lose its direction and togetherness is only a unification of the body without taste. And we don't want anything like that.

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I still submerged myself into my husband's body while observing the long incision marks that after tonight I had to get used to. The sad incision remembers my husband holding everything by himself back then. I've understood deeply the reason my husband hasn't contacted me, I understand the reason why I shouldn't now feel angry. Because in fact he was also tormented by the circumstances at that time, when the body could not be fused, also the sense should be stored. To this day, we have finally found each other and hope there is no reason for us to experience the distance as yesterday.

And the man by my side still kept looking at me, making sure there was no tightness left on my face, making sure the pain had turned into happiness. Without the compulsion to continue to accompany us until the end of our story.

After some time we fell silent with meaning, the man who owned me completely began to open his mouth now, again trying to express his taste and ascertain also my race to him.

"Jinza ...."

"Hmm??"

"Thank you,"

I shook my head in response to his statement.

"Mas loves Lyra very much," softened my husband's words but spurred a deep turmoil in my heart.

I also nodded back now.

"May I ask you something?" tanyanya now while gently tipping my head shoots.

"Please."

"Why were you so scared when Firgie approached us? isn't your heart calm around her?"

I looked at my husband now, "He I was so scared just now" I said.

"Fear why?"

"Fear that Mas doubts my heart, fear that Firgie's words will affect your situation again" I replied.

"No, not anymore. I believe you, sorry that I once overrated Firgie's presence" Dimas said, clutching my finger.

"But was it really what he said? Why are you doing it, Mas??"

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🌻**Flashback*** :

But my husband looked calm on his face, he did not flinch with the presence of Firgie who was very close to us. Mas Dimas just kept feeding me like Firgie didn't exist. I said later ...

"*What's Gie*? *Do you want to feed my wife anyway*??"

"If I may??"

"Braven, how dare you..!!!" said Mas Dimas while still trying to bribe me, "Let's open your mouth darling," he said.

"Already Mas," I said as I continued to look at the 2 men with a stiffened face before me.

"Can we talk on the porch?" firgie.

"Both of you" Firgie said.

"Oh, okay. Let's love ...," and Mas Dimas wrapped his hands around my waist and asked me to keep following Firgie in front of us.

We reached the terrace and it turned out that Shifa was there too.

"Mas Dimas, Ms. Lyra ...," surprised Shifaa to see our presence joining between her and Firgie.

"What is this Mas?" Shifa seemed to be asking Firgie at this moment who responded with a smile on Firgie's face.

And at once the hand of Dimas mengaburkan my eyes that were staring at the smile that I used to see on the face of my brother's lover.

"Please look at your eyes, honey," whispered mas Dimas now in my ear. I immediately smiled bitterly caught observing my ex-lover.

"Dim, I'm happy with your return to your family's return" Firgie said calmly.

"Thank you" insisted Dimas.

"Wait..!!! Did you guys know each other before? Why did I hear Mas say hello to Dimas sound so familiar and familiar?" wonder Shifa.

"You can explain it to my sister Gie??"

"We're actually not very familiar, but I know Masmu Shif," Firgie said, occasionally glancing at me but I immediately lowered my face.

"Ohhh," said Shifa.

"Dim, you know at my age I'm not looking for a boyfriend to play around with, and I love your sister, I hope you'll bless me and Shifaa" Firgie said.

"Are you proposing to my sister? Is my parents here why talk to me about this??"

"Mass, are you serious?" shifa said to Firgie, she looked shocked by what she heard.

"Of course I'll talk to your parents, but I want to assure you there's no problem with my closeness and that of your sister" Firgie said.

"As long as you're serious about making my sister happy, why should I bother with her, isn't that dear?" said Mas Dimas while throwing a question at me.

"Why are you quiet? do you think Firgie fits in with Shifaa Darling?" mas Dimas repeated his question to me again.

"Suit both happy," I said.

"Shifa, but before I actually asked you to your parents, there was a truth I wanted to tell you," Firgie looked serious now.

"What's up, Mom?"

"You remember I told you about my goal to move to Bandung, right?"

"Yes, you want to find the person who gave you sight" said Shifaa.

"Exactly. And I've found the man I'm looking for Shif."

"Oya, who? which man is he?"

"He's none other than your brother."

"Is that really Mass?" tanyaku and Shifaa simultaneously towards Mas Dimas now and mas Dimas nodded.

"And one more Shif, do you remember I told you about the woman in my past that I had to let go of for others in my blindness?"

"Yes, I remember."

"That woman is your mother."

"Ohhh," and Shifaa looked startled and closed his mouth now.

"I want you to know Shif's complexity, but I assure you that there's no sense in my heart for your mother and instead, we've come to terms with the reality of our lives. Isn't that Ly?" and Firgie directed a question to me now that I responded with my nod.

"So that one day we become a family, there is no feeling of unease, unease or discomfort when we have to meet often, what do you think Shif??"

*Wait for me, are you serious about what you said?? Have you really forgotten my mother?? I can't answer that right now. I need time to digest everything* ....

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